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The scars on my heart cry
The scars on my heart cry.
Weeping blood created from my pain.
I breathe in and out and sigh.
But the blood tears drip leaving a stain.
Grab my heart and crush it perhaps i won't cry anymore.
I stand in front of you and beg for release.
My cries fall on deaf ears no matter how much I implore.
So I'll stand here alone crying waiting for my life to cease.
© Swiftonic Poetry
Weeping blood created from my pain.
I breathe in and out and sigh.
But the blood tears drip leaving a stain.
Grab my heart and crush it perhaps i won't cry anymore.
I stand in front of you and beg for release.
My cries fall on deaf ears no matter how much I implore.
So I'll stand here alone crying waiting for my life to cease.
© Swiftonic Poetry
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